My junior brother Wang Zhitan and I sang together and mocked Zhao Zhijing mercilessly. The disciples under Changchun were led by the senior brother, so they were naturally unwilling to fall behind and agreed. Since Zhao Zhijing lost to me, his temperament has changed drastically. He often misunderstood others and laughed at him. He was suspicious of everyone, which made even his fellow disciples distant from him. Although there were many Yuyang sects in the hall this time, no one came out to help him. Zhao Zhijing's forehead was so angry that his veins were exposed, his fists were clenched, and he stared at me fiercely.

What's the use of just staring at me? No matter how fierce the eyes are, I turned a blind eye to my eyes. Just as I was about to work harder to see if I could vomit blood by Zhao Zhijing. The little dragon girl in her arms asked while gnawing on the big apple, "Brother-in-law, that guy without a nose is so fierce. Does he want to bite you?"

Xiaolongnu's unintentional words hit Zhao Zhijing's vital point. When I hit my knees and smashed Zhao Zhijing's nose bridge. Zhao Zhijing regarded this as a lifelong shame. On weekdays, the eyes of his fellow disciples stayed on his face for a while, and he would lose his temper. The three generations of disciples in the Chongyang Palace knew that the bridge of the nose was Zhao Zhijing's fatal hole, and no one would deliberately mention it. Now Zhao Zhijing was accidentally uncovered by Xiaolongnu. I felt that everyone in the hall was watching his jokes. Zhao Zhijing, who was angry, rushed to his forehead, his eyes were red, and his new and old hatreds towards me surged into his heart. He could no longer bear it and shouted: "Yang Kang, don't bully people too much! Today I will let you see if I, Zhao Zhijing, have the ability to deal with your little affairs under your Changchun school!" As he said that, he walked towards the martial arts venue angrily.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhijing actually said a challenge. I couldn't react for a moment, and turned to Yin Zhiping beside me and asked: "Junior brother, is it my senior brother? I was wrong or Zhao Zhijing was so angry that I seemed to hear him challenging me."

"Senior Brother, you heard it right. Zhao Zhijing is indeed challenging you." Yin Zhiping answered me with excitement and affirmative answer. Seeing my puzzled look, he explained: "Senior Brother, shortly after you went down the mountain, the head teacher approved Zhao Zhijing to go to the Sutra Library to read. In less than half a year, this guy's martial arts have made great progress, and now we are not his opponents."

"Yes, senior brother, the master and uncle are not here in recent months. Zhao Zhijing often bullies us under the guise of practicing martial arts. You must vent our anger this time." Wang Zhitan said angrily. It seems that he had suffered from Zhao Zhijing's losses.

"Junior brother, with your current level, how many tricks can you walk on Zhao Zhijing's hands?" I hugged Xiaolongnu and walked towards the martial arts field. Although I was not afraid of Zhao Zhijing, who had no nose, I still had to understand the strength of my opponent so as not to capsize in the gutter.

"We took action two months ago. I fell into his tricks when I was over fifty moves." Yin Zhiping's face turned slightly red, and he was obviously a little embarrassed. I originally thought that Yin Zhiping could support him after 100 moves, but I didn't expect Zhao Zhijing to solve it in fifty moves. It seems that he has to re-estimate this guy, but although it is unexpected, with Zhao Zhijing's level, it is not in my heart.

Seeing that I was still not concerned, Yin Zhiping gritted his teeth and whispered: "Senior Brother, that guy's progress is amazing, especially his internal strength is extraordinary. I suspect that he found some secrets left by the ancestor in the Sutra Pavilion."

"No, your senior brother, I stayed in the Sutra Library for a while back then. Even the mouse holes were flipped through, but I have never seen any amazing secrets. Don't you can't beat that guy and make excuses, right?" There are no such secrets in the world. A lucky Guo Jing has already made me very upset. I don't want to see another lucky Zhao Zhijing.

Yin Zhiping looked unfair and wanted to argue with a bitter face. Song Defang, a junior brother who didn't speak much, said, "Senior Brother, everything that Brother Yin said is true, there is no exaggeration. Senior Brother must not underestimate the enemy. Since Senior Brother went down the mountain, more than Zhao Zhijing who entered the Sutra Pavilion, the senior brother who entered the Sutra Pavilion has entered the Sutra Pavilion. But the strangest one is Zhao Zhijing. Everyone suspects that this guy has hidden the secret book of the Chongyang Patriarch."

The more you speak, the more you believe that Song Defang is this kind of person. I admired this boy's character of Xiyan as well as Jin in Zhongnan Mountain. I felt that such a fine person was born under Changchun, which was a blessing for us brothers. Since Song Defang thought so, it seems that Zhao Zhijing had really lost some luck.

"What are you worried about? My brother-in-law is very high in kung fu. I will beat the bad guy who has no nose to fall down in a while." Before I could say anything big, Xiaolongnu in my arms blew on me first. Looking at the serious Xiaolongnu, I laughed and gently pinched Xiaolongnu's pink face, and smiled: "Of course, who made him stare at my good dragon'er just now? Wait a minute, my brother-in-law hugged Longer and beat the boy who has no nose to get the guy who has no nose to get it?"

Xiaolongnu giggled, nodded repeatedly, holding the big apple in one hand, and clenched the other hand tightly, comparing hard: "Of course Long'er wants to help her brother-in-law and beat that guy with no nose."

Xiaolongnu's words made Changchun's disciples so confident that they all were full of confidence, but Song Defang frowned slightly and whispered beside me: "Senior Brother..." I raised my hand and patted Song Defang on the shoulder, and smiled: "Junior Brother Song, don't worry, your senior brother can deal with that guy with one hand. I want to see what new skills Zhao Zhijing has learned." He looked around the junior brothers around him and said coldly: "Dare to bully my Yang Kang's junior brother, this time it's not just a breaking nose bridge."

The martial arts performance venue in Chongyang Palace is still the same, but there are many more disciples gathered this time. It seems that after I went down the mountain, the seventh son of Quanzhen accepted many more disciples. Many of the three generations who had never seen me looked at me curiously and kept whispering below. Zhao Zhijing stood straight in the field, holding the sword in his backhand, and looking at me coldly.

I hugged Xiaolongnu, walked into the martial arts field with a swagger, and kept greeting other fellow disciples, just looking at Zhao Zhijing. Zhao Zhijing's eyes were blood red, and the veins on his forehead jumped, and he gritted his teeth and said with a grim voice: "Yang Kang, put down the little baby in his arms, Master Dao will not take advantage of you."

"I said to Senior Brother Zhao, what we say is a fellow disciple. Who do you show me with your fierce look? Don't scare my Long'er." As he said that, he giggled in his arms, then glanced at Zhao Zhijing disdainfully and continued: "I heard that Senior Brother Zhao has dug up treasures in the Sutra Library in the past two years, which has made great progress in martial arts. I often ask my junior brothers to discuss with each other." I emphasized the word "Secretary Brother Zhao" and expressed my attitude very directly. I was very unhappy when bullying my junior brother.

"Hmph, Junior Brother Yang has been having a lot of discussions with others back then. I learned this from Junior Brother Yang." Zhao Zhijing didn't know how to do it, but he recovered a little calm in his anger and began to retort.

"Zhao Zhijing, don't pretend to be there. The eldest brother was instructing his classmates back then. Our brothers were eager to discuss with the eldest brother. It's not like you, showing your might in the name of competition. Do you think everyone is a fool?" The person who spoke was Yin Zhiping. He was so angry at a young age and had a gap with Zhao Zhijing. Now that someone has stood up, he will naturally not be polite and refute Zhao Zhijing loudly in public. After saying this, not only the subordinates of Changchun agreed, but also other classmates who had "discussed" with Zhao Zhijing, also nodded frequently.

I was really embarrassed to hear this. Although I had given guidance to many fellow disciples back then, my original intention was that they were just to be happy and to give guidance skills. Unexpectedly, these fellow disciples were grateful for my benefits, which made my face turn slightly red. Looking at Zhao Zhijing, who was isolated and helpless, I felt that this guy was really a failure in life. No one from the Quanzhen Sect talked to him. I really don’t know how he lived over the years.

But for such a guy, I will only add to the point of being a slaughter so that I won’t let him go. I immediately said loudly, “Since Senior Brother Zhao likes to play so much, I will accompany Senior Brother Zhao for a few moves.” As he said that, he patted Xiaolongnu’s little hand and said, “I don’t bully you. It just so happened that my little sister is afraid that she will not want to leave me, so I hugged her to see Senior Brother Zhao.”

"Hmph, this is something you asked for. If you hurt this little baby later, don't blame me for being ruthless. I advise you to put down that little baby." When Zhao Zhijing heard that I was going to hold a little girl and attack him, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. Although he spoke beautifully, his eyes revealed his thoughts. The brothers who had fought with Zhao Zhijing showed a look of worry on their faces. Obviously, I felt that I was too arrogant and could not bear to have a little hurt like a cute girl like Xiaolongnu. Those classmates who had a little friendship with me wanted to come forward to persuade me to be cautious.

I didn't care about this at all. I waved my hand to stop my fellow disciples who came forward to persuade him. I looked up and down with my eyes slanted, sighed, and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, I really don't know where you have confidence. It makes you so arrogant. It's better, this time I'll give you some benefits. Let you see what a real master is." As I said that, I stretched out my index finger and gently hooked it, and said to Zhao Zhijing, "If you have any skills, just use it." The little dragon girl in her arms also followed suit, hooked her little finger, and said to Zhao Zhijing with a slight voice: "If you have any skills, just use it, Longer and his brother-in-law beat you up together."

Blue veins burst out from Zhao Zhijing's forehead again, and he stopped answering. He shouted angrily, and the long sword was "brushed" and pulled out the sheath, and he used a move to explore the sea and slay the dragon and stab me at the lower plate. The sword light flashed and the speed was extremely fast. The people watching booed loudly, obviously looking down on Zhao Zhijing's sword. When they saw Zhao Zhijing coming up, they were ruthless killer moves. The sword was like lightning, and I couldn't help but worry that I was not dodging or dodging, and my junior brothers couldn't help but scream.

I stood there and didn't move, just to see how fast Zhao Zhijing's sword was. Although he was tempted to explore the sea and slay the dragon, it was not powerful at all for me. I was well aware of the martial arts in "*", and Zhao Zhijing's Quanzhen sword technique was all flawed in my eyes. When Zhao Zhijing used his sword force, he flashed to the side with a slight step, and his right hand had already pressed on the hilt of Zhao Zhijing's sword.
Chapter completed!